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One monk noticed a scorpion fall into the river and struggle. So he picked it up and put it on the banks so that it could move to safety.
As he did so the scorpion stung him in the hand.
A few minutes later, it crawled into the waters again.
The monk put it back on the banks once again. And yet again it stung the monk.
“Why do you want to save the scorpion when you know it’s his nature to sting?” asked the other monk.
“Because it’s my nature to save,” said the monk.
Notes: While it’s true that inherent bad nature can’t be changed easily, you shouldn’t forget that you must relentlessly pursue your own goodness. Ultimately the rewards will come. The evil will realize the futility of being evil. It will know the power and peace of goodness. It will change.
Source – eBook 51 Short Motivational Stories from Zen, Buddha and Ancient Tales.
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16 Jan 2012 15 Comments
When the Buddha arrived, Brahmin Bharadvaja instead of welcoming Buddha hurled abuses at him.
The Buddha listened quietly.
When Brahmin Bharadvaja stopped his abuses, Buddha asked, “Brahmin Bharadvaja, what do you do when guests come to your home?”
“I offer them alms and food,” replied the Brahmin.
“And what do you do when the guest refuses to receive the alms?” asked Buddha.
“We gladly partake that ourselves,” replied Brahmin Bharadvaja.
“Then I’m refusing to take the alms you just gave me. Please take them back, they belong to you,” said the Buddha.
Notes: Always give others what you’d gladly receive. The power of wealth often makes one heady and leads to a downfall. Beware of that. And treat others with humility and respect.
Source – eBook 51 Short Motivational Stories from Zen, Buddha and Ancient Tales.
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11 Jan 2012 17 Comments
A Boy was lying in his room in a cold winter. Only two sounds were audible in his room one tickling sound of clock which was hung over the blue painted wall and second was his heart-beat. He was trying to control his heart-beat because a girl was laying on his chest and she was in her deep slumber. Her right hand clung in boy’s neck and left was resting on his shoulder. Both bodies were half covered with quilt and half naked. Girl’s foot thumb scorching the boy’s leg and her hand’s nail were digging hardly and slowly in boy’s shoulder. The pain was unbearable. Boy want to shout but not able to do so as he didn’t want to awake the girl. He was staring at girl’s hair which scattered all around boy’s chest and abruptly noticed the head-lines of girl’s forehead which went deeper with every tickling sound of clock. Lines were quite clear in dim light of the room. He gently folded his arms around the girl and hugged her as gently as he could. Her head-lines went lighter and her nails loosened its grip after due course of time. He planted a wet kiss on girl’s forehead to let her realize that he was around and do whatever possible to comfort her.
Suddenly alarm clock clicked and boy woke up because clock showed time 8.30 a.m. He left his bed with a smiling face as he was dreaming the same dream for the last 4 years. The dream which was his life, which gave him strength to fight against the world, which gave him light to enlighten the dark. His only aim in life to make this dream comes true. As the time passed away, his love for the dream was turning into lust.
The Boy was on his way to board a local train. He stopped at the flower shop and started to search a rose which helped him to utter unspeakable words which were deep within. Finally his search ended, his eyes got the one which he was seeking. He picked up and paid to the owner. On his way he tugged the rose’s stick carefully under his shirt’s calf and gently held the ROSE in hands and created a protective shield with the help of his palms around the ROSE petals. He smiled and started to walk toward the station.
A girl was already waiting for him at the crowded station. Abruptly boy entered, first their eyes met and then both of them raised their hands in the air to let each other know their presence at the station and then smiles came on both faces and their foot automatically headed towards to each other.
Boy headed towards girl, stood near as possible as he could, said “Hi, How are you”, his both hands were on his back clutched together to hide the ROSE which he bought on his way. Boy’s hands sensing the warmth of the rose as and when the petals of the rose touched his palms.
The girl reciprocated the same in same manner and started to blabber her how her weekend passed away.
When she was letting him her schedule the boy in his thought and confronting with himself how she react when he gave her ROSE which was lying protectively in between his palms. Will she smile? What she think about him then after? Is it right moment to give to her? Is she like it? What I would say if she asks me for what reason I’m giving it to her?
Finally train came at the station both boarded the train and stood beside the broken window. Now it moved. The breeze played its role and her uncombed and untrimmed hair, in front of a pair of expecting eyes which increased his heartbeat. He was busy in staring her gestures, he felt dumb in front of her. Everything around him went slowly. He want to pause the part of moment but unable to do so.
Suddenly girl asked to him “How’s your weekend?
Boy abruptly returned in reality and his tongue collects some courage to give her answer. He almost stammered and answered. “It was same as just like I spent my other weekend”. He went again to fight which was held between his soul and his heart and cursed himself why words started to fumble from his mouth whenever his turn to speak.
Suddenly train stopped at station with screeching sound and came to halt. The girl lost her balance little bit and her hands mistakenly touched the boy’s chest to get her balance again where she was standing. Their eyes met and then smiles came on both the faces which mesmerized and force both of them to look at a different direction until their smile turned into smirk. An electric fire went through the boy which not only loosened every mussel but also increased his heart-beat. One petal of the ROSE left the place where it was earlier and touched the earth. He noticed and hides the same with the help of his right foot.
As the train was moving, boy collected his courage and asked “Do you like ROSES?” his face was red that moment. Every word was coming very slowly from his mouth.
The girl replied, “NO, roses cause allergy to me”.
The boy crushed the ROSE with his palms. The same palms few minutes before which were very protective, which took care of it, which were selected among the Roses, which was going to help him to let her know thousands of unspeakable words.
Their train reached the station both were ready to leave. Girl took the right way and boy took the left because as destiny had already decided their way. Boy decided to look at the way girl went until she vanished in the crowd. A wind touched the girl’s hair and she turned back. ‘Bye’ in the form of smiles exchanged once again. The boy kept looking as her figure gradually got lost behind the turn of the stairs… He sat down near the bench and then he looked at the petals of ROSES which were crushed very badly. He was staring and thinking what to do with them.
Then he started to draw a circle on earth with the help of his right foot and staring continuously the line of circle which he draws. He closed his eyes and talking to deep silence within. An announcement at the station reverie him in reality and he kept the petals of the ROSE in upper pocket of his jacket. And then he smiled at himself, scratching the back of his head and sighed, ‘Gosh!’
Writer – Bharat Chugh
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06 Jan 2012 30 Comments
A guy seated on the windowsill, foot dangling right outside the window of the room. A mug of coffee lied beside him; without a blink of eyes he was staring at the sea; perhaps he was moping about unrequited love. A knock on the door broke his silence. He turned back and eyes met with his 14 years old son, smiled surged through their faces. After getting consideration from his father’s eyes he stepped forward and reached near him. Boy’s one hand resting on the window pan other scratching the wall-pant, father noticed uneasiness of his son and picked him up with his arms and settled him down on his lap. Now both were staring the sea with nothing between them and the sea, perhaps it would appear so close that they could reach out and touch it. They watched a bunch of kids at the other end of the sea trying to hit each other with a tennis ball, shouting cheerfully. As elderly man under a tree cautiously exercised, stretching his arms. Two women, combing gossip and evening walk, strolled the periphery.
“Son, I have been noticing you for the last couple of days that you r not behaving in right way. Neither eating food nor getting sleep properly. Is there anything is running in your mind which is disturbing you? Feel free talk to your dad” Father said, his furrowed eyes clearly showed that how much he was worried for his son.
His son swirled his neck gazed in his father’s eyes and stared back the sea. He didn’t want to talk as he was totally, engulfed in his thought. His father pushed the conversation and said, “You know son when I was in your age I had also faced so many problems and kept quit like you, reason was no one beside me with whom I talk freely” picked up the coffee mug and guzzled some coffee from it and put it back where it was earlier.
After a minute Son broke his silence and spoke, “Dad, her name is Gauri. She is in my class. I started to like her the very first day she appears in school. I fall in love with her when I shook hand with her first time. Her touch created magic in me. I felt different whenever she was around me. When I went to tell her about what I feel in her presence, she broke the news that she is leaving the city just because his father got transferred” the droplet of water in the corner of his eyes clearly mentioned that how much he was feeling sad.
With cracking sound son said it again, “Why is she leaving me dad?”
DAD was looking outside silently. Embarrassed, he dismissed the conversation. After a while he caressed his son’s shoulders with both his hands and planted a kiss on the back of his head. He turned him around and looked straight in his eyes and hugged him tightly, patted his back without saying a word. A silence filled the room. He moved forward to bed and settled him down on it “wait I’m coming”, said and leaving him behind with watery eyes and left the room.
When he came back he noticed tears were rolling down from his son’s eyes leaving his collar wet. He sat beside his Son and showed closed hand to his Son and asked him, “Son, do you know what is in it”. The boy cleared his eyes with both his hand and nodded his neck as disapproval. He opened his hand slowly and asked him again, “Hope now you would able to tell me what is it”. This time confidence lit his eyes and he recognized what it is and then pronounced loudly” Hey dad, it’s my tooth, which fell down few months ago, my milk-tooth”.
“Yes” father smiled. “Now, listen son, when it fall it hurts you badly, filled your mouth with blood that time, you couldn’t able to stop your tongue to reach that corner again and again. N times in a day you went to take a look in the mirror that missing place had been started to fill with new one or not and when you found nothing you felt sad” Father took a pause and looked at his son to confirm that he would able to grasp all the words that he was telling. After receiving a satisfactory look from his son he spoke again, “And I remembered how much you were happy when you came to me and broke the news of new-tooth had finally rose in your mouth”.
With perplexed expression Son looked at his father and said “Yes, Dad I remembered but why are telling me all these things”
Father smiled and said, “First love is like a milk-tooth. When it broke it hurt badly, bleeds badly, disturb you badly. You can’t stop yourself to think over it again and again. But remember, this pain is momentary. One day it will be filled by True love and mesmerized your soul and Let you be only with memorizes of first love. But for that you have to wait. Hope for the best.”
After a moment, smile took charge on son’s lips and he replied, “I LOVE U DAD.”
Father smiled, took him in his arms and hugged him affectionately and then picked him up and went downstairs as dinner was ready and both of them feeling very hungry.
Writer – Bharat Chugh
Bharat Chugh is a colleague of mine, an enthusiast book lover, have passion for Photography and a complete movie freak.
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